My name is Philip
I am a poet
I can't believe it
But our father took our name and broke it.
I am only nine-teenAnd I am the bravest man you have ever seen
But now I'm in heaven
Because Eaker can only count to seven.
I failed my mother
I'm such a bother
I have a sister and a little brother
But that didn't stop me.
That's all
Until another fall
I'll be waiting for my pops
I'll even count to seven
Up in heaven
Why did I write this-
Any whoo!
Bye Doves!
YOU ARE READING
I have no idea either
RandomI write bullshit descriptions let me just say that real quick. this is my third fucking time writing a decription for this book. get ready for my bullshit in this book because it is weird and wild. some serious shit does happen but not all the time...